Guess what I’ve got…
I only wish it were the midnight showing at a digital theater.
I only wish it were the midnight showing at a digital theater.
Long time, no substantive update. That didn’t used to be the case. When The Salamander was relatively anonymous, making an entry was like poking a note into a bottle and chucking it into the Atlantic. Chances were that the note wasn’t going to be read, and if it was it would be by an anonymous…
I got a wonderful CD a few weeks ago with old TV themes on it. I’ve been putting it to a somewhat evil use, but I can’t help myself. I’ve been leaving some of the songs on coworkers’ voice mail before I leave at the end of the day. The songs are chosen to represent…
Did I need last week off or what? Boston was wonderful, and I now feel guilty that I didn’t keep a few notes each day so that I could go back and update my diary accordingly. Ah well, live and learn. When I go to California/Oregon next month I’ll try to do that. The conference…
Ziltoid molted last night. I found a great little reference on the web about How to Identify Monarch Caterpillar Instars that leads me to believe that Ziltie is now a fourth instar, which means he’ll do one more molt into a bigger caterpillar before he becomes a chrysalis. I wanted to take a picture of…
There are definitely spoilers here. For those who want to read, highlight this entry to make it readable. It isn’t my intention to ruin the movie for anyone, so if you haven’t yet seen it you may want to skip this until after you’ve had a chance to view it. Having been asked what I…
No, this is not the existentialist, navel-gazing “why am I on planet Earth” question that you are supposed to contemplate on while repeating “Oooom, Oooom, Oooom” and listening to Yanni on your headphones. This is a slightly less existentialist, navel-gazing question of why am I keeping an open diary on Dear Diary. Background: I was…